The psychopath

If I had you in my arms right now,
I would love you-
With my clammy hand
curled round your mouth,
And a rusty knife pressed between your thighs,

You'd have no choice but to love me back.

If you don't like blue,
I can beat you black.
Just unlock your doors and
surrender your jaws,
Let me drill holes in your system.

I have cutlery,
I have nail files and
butcher's knives.

I'm dying for you to love me back.